|Hi! I am a big fan of poetry, so that will be my main focus here.|
God, You send me a challenge that I cannot beat on my own
You send me a challenge that I cannot beat alone
So I ask of You only one thing:
Help me, Your human being
Help me beat the challenges You send my way
Help me beat them so I can finally shout: HOORAY!!
Take my challenges and put them as far away from me as You can
Because, God, You're The Man
You're The Man to turn to in a time of need
And You Help the challenge grow into a flower from a mere seed
So, help Your flower grow!
No matter how fast or how slow
Help that seed grow into a flower
No matter if it's done through rain or through showers!
And, in the process, please help me grow into a flower too
Because You're the Only One who ...
And there's no one helping mending me
And there's no one helping me breathe
And there's no one there to calm me down
But a smile can't appear that easily when there's a frown
And there's no one there to mend a torn heart
But there's no one that's willing to help me, again, start
I'm not me
And there's no way to get me back
I can't see clearly
Because, in this life, vision, I lack
I don't have whom to turn to
I don't have anyone that'll be willing to push me
I want to see life through a different point of view
But, like I said before, I can't clearly see
I can't see what's ahead of me
I can't see what's behind
But please help ...
I don't know how to fly like a bird in the sky
I don't know how to be so angelic and fly
With the wings, I would soar
If only I knew how to do more
How to do more then sit at home and wallow
I wish I were a swallow
Or any bird with wings that fly in the day or night
So I can claim that I have the ability of flight
Which means: I have the ability to let go of the past
And put things into perspective which would possibly make them last
A bird doesn't fly backwards, last time I checked
I want to let go of my past and live a life that's slightly more perfect
In that way, I want to be like a bird that flies in the sky
And doesn't look back as it, with its wings, to the past, waves goodbye
This is me: I'm broken
This is me: I let people into my heart without a token
A token of lasting affection
A token of no rejection
A token I won't fear giving
A token to continue on living
A token that I forgot to mention:
A token of lasting attention
Because, guess what? I want, and need, all of the things I mentioned above
I don't seem to find that kind of love
Instead, I find someone and give them a place in my heart
Without even giving them a token, so they tear it apart
They tear it apart from the inside out
And they don't care how much they hear me shout
The shouts are from being broken too many times and thinking it's okay
The shouts are for letting them into my heart as if they have a...
You're allowed to cry
Just give it a try
Take a deep breath in, and take a deep breath out
Let out those tears and, if need be, give a loud shout
The crying will help alleviate the stress
And the crying will acknowledge the mess
The mess you may be stuck in
And the feeling that you'll never win
So take a shot at crying
You won't be hurt by trying!
Whatever gender you are, you have feelings just like the rest of us
So, no matter how, you can cry and not make any fuss
Why does it matter what gender you are?
We all have feelings that need to be addressed, just like a scar
Either a physical one, or an emotional feeling
You need to address both in order to start the healing
So cry! Cry! I promise,...
I give up
Don't worry! I'm not giving up on you or me
I'm giving up on society
Society's expectations have taken a toll
A toll that has made them take control
They've taken control of me almost my entire life
And, instead of uplifting me, they have caused me strife
They have not taken my thoughts into consideration
And that has, many times, caused me frustration
They expect me to marry and blame others becuase I am not
They expect me to wear something... less hot
They expect me do as I'm told
They expect me to listen to those I might not have respect for because they don't have respect for me: the people who are old
Older then I am, I mean
They also expect my clothing to always be clean
You want me to love you
You want me to care
But how can I be there for you
If you don't want me to be there?
You continuously hurt me
You continuously break my already broken heart
And you expect me to be perfect
After everything falls apart
I'm only one human; not two
But you expect me to be perfect, nonetheless
As if anyone's perfect on this Earth
The Only One that's Perfect is God, I must confess
So take your words and place them someplace other then in my heart
Because my heart can't take much more of this (like you said so many times too)
Take them and don't ever hurt me like this again
Because I want to care about you
I want to love you
And you don't let me
So, please, let me love y...
We all have ideas that don't get heard
We all have ideas that start with one simple word:
"I have an idea that needs to be given a try"
Do the people even listen to your ideas and thoughts?
They have no time to buy what's never been bought
They only have time for inventions invented by a genius mind
While they leave your ideas behind
It feels so unfair how our words are being wasted on deaf ears
Does anyone truly care?
If they did, they'd listen to your ideas no matter how mundane
And then you wouldn't feel so in pain
In pain from not being heard
In pain from them not hearing your ideas; even your first word
My advice would be to go as a group with the same idea in mind
Maybe then they w...
(This is going to be a poem that might trigger some emotions for you that you won't like. If you don't mind that, then read on! Also, I'd advise you to read the ending before you read the beginning. It'll explain everything. I'll put the ending in asterisks so you'll know to start reading there. Enjoy!)
I want to die
I've given life a try
I've given it my all
So there's really no reason I should stand tall
Here are the reasons I don't want to live anymore
Let's see if I can come up with enough to walk out of life's door:
1: I don't have a high school diploma; instead, I have a disease
2: I don't have enough self-confidence; instead, before I ask a favor, I like to say please
3: I don't have...
We are all cogs in a machine
That get dirty when they're supposed to be clean
But we try our best to continue on our journey
But how can we continue on if we're not as clean as can be?
How can the machine as a whole reach its intended destination this way?
Unclean and not ready today
We have to remember to remain clean
In order to make sure that we, as a whole nation, can be a working machine
There's another problem here too
How can we enjoy life with this point of view?
If we look at ourselves as cogs in a machine, what are we accomplishing by doing so?
Nothing, as far as I know!
So first, we have to "fix" our thoughts to stop thinking this way
And, maybe, just maybe we'll end up being okay...
We taste with our eyes
The tastes of things we see
We taste with our mouths
Ever so lightly
We taste with our noses
The smells of yesterday
We taste with our touch
Of things we can't say
We taste with our words
Oh, the taste is something not of this Earth
We taste with our ears
When we hear a cry of birth
We taste with our hearts
When we love someone
We taste with our minds
When we think the things we think and there's no stopping that until it's done
We taste things we don't know how to explain
But we taste them somewhere
Maybe in our minds
Or maybe somewhere we care
We taste things that don't have a name, per se
But we still taste something special when we see, hear, touch, smell, and ...
We may pray differently, but we’re all praying to One God
We may think differently, but we’re all thinking of One God
We may sing differently, but we’re all singing to One God
We may dance differently, but our dance reaches One God
We may draw differently, but we’re all drawing for One God
We may speak differently, but we’re all speaking to One God
We may have many relationships, but we have one relationship with One God
We may love one another, but we only love One God
We may lie and cheat, but we’re also lying and cheating with One God
We may steal, but we’re also stealing from One God
We may manipule others, but we can never manipulate One God
If you talked to yourself, would you like what you heard?
Or would you think "Oh Em Gee! Is this what I sound like?"
Because things can change with one simple word
And, from yourself, you'd take a hike
So change the way you speak to others
That way, you might possibly like what you say
And, to yourself, you won't feel like such a bother
No matter the day
May God protect me
And His love never reject me
No matter what happens, I should be protected by God
And make sure that I don't just "try" God
He isn't Someone to try out
Or Someone to buy out
He is Someone that cares about me, genuinely
Even if I don't, Him, see, genuinely
He is Someone that's there for every individual, no matter their plight
He is there to care and carry and bear plights
So, may God protect me
May His love never reject me
And may my love for Him continue to grow
And may it also continue to make you, and you, and you grow
Yes, you! It's not just about me here
So, when you read this, be here!
I'm crying for help, but no one listens
In my eyes, tears glisten
But still I'm crying to deaf ears
It's as if no one cares
Oh, I know there is Someone thats cares about me
But this Someone, I cannot see
I want to talk to Him, but it's as if He has blocked me from His View
And, if so, who am I talking to?
Or is it me that's blocked him from talking to me?
Am I the one that cannot, Him, see?
This is too complex for me to figure out on my own
But I know that, even if I don't feel it's true, I'm never alone
Did I find "the one"?
Is my "job" of finding "the one" done?
Did I find what I've been looking for, for most of my life?
Do I want to become his wife?
Is he "the one" for me?
Do I need another person's perspective to see?
How can I know if he's "the one" I've been looking for?
How can I know if there's someone else for me on a road I've never ventured on before?
Is there someone else for me?
Or is he "the one" that will let me be?
I'm wearing a cast and I don't know what's behind it
I'm afraid to look and see what I find behind it
Is it a bruise I'd rather not look at?
Is it the emotions it'd bring if it's looked at?
What emotion could it possibly bring?
What kind of emotion will a bruise bring?
It's hard to know, but I wish I wasn't afraid to look behind the cast
And maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to face whatever's behind the cast
I gave you my heart
And you tore it apart
You know that it's fragile
But you didn't care
You took my heart and it went from there
I lost my will to smile
The tears came
And I felt this tear in my chest that I couldn't name
Because who could name a broken heart?
Who could say that it'll never tear apart?
Then, I met you
You took my heart and caressed it too
It was as if you put a bandaid on it
And it is as if you're telling me it'll get better bit by bit
I love you more than I loved the other guy
Not because you're mending my heart
And not because you're not tearing it apart
But because you're giving me a try
You're letting me breathe without worrying about your next move
It's as if we're dan...
We will all die, one day
But, before that happens, we'll want the pain to go away
The pain of friends who turned into enemies
The pain of not knowing if they're frenemies
The pain of being hurt more ways than you can count
The pain of uncertain amounts
The pain of any illness hitting your familial life
The pain of strife
The pain of not knowing who's at your side and who's gone
The pain of not knowing who's the one
The pain of being broken up with
The pain of not knowing whether love is a legend or a myth
The pain of living a lie
The pain of giving people, and things, too many tries
But one thing you should know
Pain without a p and a g instead helps you grow
So, yes, while we're on this pla...
All the colors of the rainbow are mixed into black and white
But gray is out of sight
I'll tell you where grey is:
It's in that and this
To be more specific, it's in the mundane
But it's not plain
It's in between black and white and, when you mix them together, you get the color gray
So when you think of this world as a black and white world, well, I'm so sorry, this, to say:
It's a world that's gray too
So I say enjoy the view
And, remember, our world is not a colorless world just because it's gray and not red
It's in what we see and not in what we said
Meaning, when we see the world, we may see it with a gray point of view
But, when it comes to red, we actually see the color and we don't sa...
I'm five years older then I was last year
Because of all of the tears
Because of all of the pain
Because of everything I did, or didn't, gain
And I'm still growing
I'm two inches taller then I was
Because I no longer hold myself low
Because my back is straight
Because my face is starting to glow
And I'm still growing
I feel five years older then last year because of all of the experiences I went through
No matter my point of view
No matter how strong
No matter for how long
And I'm still growing
I feel two inches taller because I think I might be
No matter how much taller I actually am with a measuring stick
No matter if I think I haven't grown in height, I have
No matter if it felt like...
I can turn myself on
There's a switch somewhere that'll turn on the fun
I can pretend to be a robot for a day or two
By following your instructions and pretending I have no point of view
I can walk like a robot too
One foot in front of the other is what I'll do
You hold the remote control
I'm the one taking the toll
It's no longer up to me
Because, without you, I cannot see
You're my guiding light
In the darkness, I have no sight
But you're incorrect for thinking I'm yours to control for whatever reason
Being a robot is NEVER in season
So I'll take back the remote
I have a voice and this is my vote:
I don't need, or want, to be controlled by anyone
It's not only because it's not fun
There's a voice inside me telling me no
There's a heart inside me telling me "go!"
I don't know which one to listen to
But I know that there's another voice telling me to do what I need to do
I wish I knew what steps to take
I wish I knew how, this, to break
I wish I knew where to go from here
I wish I knew who really, truly cared
I wish I knew what to think
I wish I knew what to write in ink
I wish I knew how to grow
I wish I knew how to let go
I wish I knew what to say
I wish I knew how to make the pain go away
I wish I knew what choices to make
I wish I knew if I made a mistake
I wish I knew right from wrong
I wish I knew how to be strong
I wish I knew when to pull back
I wish I knew when to attack
I wish I knew how to respect everyone
I wish I knew how to have fun
I wish I knew how to not compare myself to others at all
I wish I knew why I feel so small
I wish I knew where my ...
God, I know You're quiet during a test
I just want to feel You here even when I'm at rest
I know that this bumpy ride is for me to go on, on my own
I want You here; I don't want to do this alone
Please help me choose right from wrong
I don't know what to choose and I don't know how to be strong
This choice is hard; is it A or B?
I don't know the answer! Can't you see?
Although this choice is nothing like the questions on a test
I don't want to get this wrong even if I know I'm doing my best
So please God, Help me!
So I can, the answer, clearly see
I wish I can have a chat with my anxiety
And tell it that it doesn't have the right to rule me
I wish I can talk to depression
And teach it a good lesson
I wish I can talk to my fears
And tell them that they don't belong anywhere
I wish I can talk to my sadness
And tell it that it doesn't need to join the world's madness
I wish I can talk to each and everything I have in me
And tell them that they can't be
They can't be the ones that control me anymore
They can't be that because I want them to walk out of my door
The door that's within me; I have it open for them to leave
And, when they do, I won't grieve
I won't grieve over them because they don't let me be me
And that causes me sadn...
I feel afraid
Afraid I'll lose you too
I feel afraid
Afraid of being me around you
I don't know how to explain how I feel towards you
You played with my heart and enjoyed it too
You took my trust in you and tore it into pieces
You took my heart as if it was on lease
I'm not sorry to say this, but you broke my heart
I'm not sorry I'm saying this, but you tore it apart
You thought it's okay to play with my heart as if it's yours to play with
And I think to myself, if this is love, is love a myth?
You kept calling it love, but was it really love at all?
I'm not sure what to call it, but it wasn't love to me and it didn't make me feel tall
You kept on saying you cared about me, but I never felt it's true
I feel like I was played by you
I feel like I was played by you
I was a...
To all of those that are lost
We will find you, no matter the cost
To all those that are found
I'm glad to hear we're on the same ground
To all those that feel sad
I'm so sorry to hear that
To all those that feel happiness is real
I feel the same feels
To all those that are crying today
I hope you find your way
To all those that are laughing too hard
I give you a blessing to find the courage in yourself to do this when you're torn apart
To all those that only see the rain and never the rainbow
I hope you'll get an umbrella strong enough that you'll never see the rain go
To all those that see the rainbow after the rain
I give you a blessing that you'll see this again and again
To all those tha...
I stand before you with the courage to say how I feel
I stand before you with feelings that are real
Never again will the words I speak be heard
Or maybe you'll only hear one single word
I stand before each and every one of you to tell you this
I stand here while something is amiss
Something is not right
I feel it with all my might
I stand before you to tell you that I stand for you too
Because I have news for you
You and I are in this together
So I stand before you to tell you that, no matter what people say, we can fight this together no matter the weather
We are a nation under One God, and we should feel like this is true
So I stand before you to tell you something important: you matter to...